Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Cry

Yeah,
Need y'all niggas to me, yo,
my pain,
Said soft niggas can't last times, yo,
Believe shit,
Yea, (yeah) ay (ay),
Real niggas cry,
Look,
Yo-
Was just a youngin' that fresh fade,
chest, legs skinny,
That hoop had me tryna be the next Penny,
pennies on my feet,
Momma paid for I'm wearing,
At the fair at girls, not a care in the world.
Aw. nigga, but shit done changed "Mayne" was my nickname,
A little nigga things, tryna kick game,
Now I'm a man about my fam.
Let me explain,
It's my pockets stay broke, and if not them shit's sprained.
And so I rap for my trapped in the struggle,
Feeling the world's on your back so you stumble,
And it feels like a get sacked, and then you fumble.
Jobs don't a nigga back, so it's back to the hustle.
Niggas for they moms,
At the time they moms pray for them.
Ask the Lord to stay with them, them on they way,
But a nigga been a lost fate.
It on the usual,
The only you catch me up at church is a funeral.
(Damn)

Sometimes sunshine to rain my nigga,
The ones you love will bring you pain, my nigga,
I don't if I'll see tomorrow,
I cry (no), I can't cry.
And in life times getting hard my nigga,
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga,
I won't stop- try the day I die,
And I won't cry (no), I cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Listen, yo)

I sit back and watch the news now and then,
Either get depressed or mad watching the world just crash,
Even the bad.
It be the shit, got my brain twisted,
Like, "Damn it's '06 and niggas still up on gang shit? "
Yesterday this kid got his whole split,
Only seventeen, he was to graduate.
And like, weeks some stupid niggas got him for his chain,
But he back, they blasted him and left him on the pavement. (uh)
And now they telling me little girl just got raped,
dude snatched her and she was standing at the bus stop,
Wait, man she eleven!

the fuck is up with this world?
Got these grown fucking with girls?
Plus the cops us,
week be blasting us, on accident- or so they claim.
Reporters like they truly know the pain, (right)
killed her only son,
Make her wanna her brains out,
Change the nigga, I can't watch this.

Sometimes turn to rain my nigga,
The same ones you love bring you pain, my nigga,
I know if I'll see tomorrow,
I won't cry (no), I cry.
And in this life getting hard my nigga, (yea)
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga, (yea, uh)
I won't stop- try the day I die,
And I won't cry (no), I cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Look, yo)

a ride through the city man,
And me what you witness,
Poverty, richness, crooked and misfits,
Violence, hatred, devastation,